Alicia by Lisi Harrison

Author:Lisi Harrison
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Summer, Girls & Women, wealth, Cousins, Juvenile Fiction, Fiction, Children: Young Adult (Gr. 7-9)
ISBN: 9781439587331
Publisher: Paw Prints
Published: 2009-01-06T08:00:00+00:00

HOTEL LINDO

POOL DECK

Friday, June 12

3:12 P.M.

“¡Piensa rápido!” Nina shouted before chucking a sopping wet towel at Alicia’s face.

“Uggggh!” Alicia peeled the sangria-soaked shroud off her sweaty head and whipped it into the dirty towel bin. “Why are you so opposite of alpha?” she shouted, her voice capturing the attention of every sunbather on the packed pool deck. Once they’d identified the shouter as a towel girl and not a terrorist, they sigh-shifted their way back to comfort on their green canvas–covered cots and tried their hardest to forget the brash disruption.

Nina snickered and returned to the white cotton pyramid she had been Jenga-building in the “help yourself” window of the orange adobe towel hut. With a “slip” of her elbow, Alicia knocked the pyramid to the limestone deck.

“Opposite of lo siento.” She flip-flopped out of the hut with an armload of fresh folded towels and a smile.

After nearly a week of anger-silence, Alicia could no longer ignore Nina’s attention-seeking jabs. It was one thing to overlook fake fart noises, peacock feathers floating in her ice water, and stolen earrings, but it was quite another to get publicly doused like a burning toaster. Especially when ¡i!’s bling-covered hand was hanging over his suite balcony for the fifth day in row. Clearly, he was assessing his options from an overhead perspective while P, G, and S staked out the deck like ground troops. The triplets frolicked in and out of their private cabana, nudging one another every time a bikini-clad guest padded by. They were obviously homing in on their favorites, even though the audition wasn’t for another couple of days. It was hard to compete when stuck wearing a stiff, mustard-colored yurt that smelled like a frat-house bathroom.

Nigel was the only guy around who made Alicia feel like a contender. Despite her standoffishness in the laundry room, he’d still wink-wave every time she passed his chaise. He’d compliment her on her deepening leg tan, her caramel-colored highlights (natural, of course), and the cute way she stuffed dirty towels into the gray canvas laundry bag. If she’d been on the other side of the Atlantic, the attention would have fueled her like a triple shot latte. But here, it was like wearing bright vintage Pucci to a winter funeral—the right statement but the wrong occasion. The best she could do under Esmeralda’s watchful eye was unbutton her coarse uniform to give her brick red, C-cup-hugging Ralph Lauren bikini top some much-needed exposure. And each time she leaned down to replace a towel, she let the dress slide off her shoulder a wee bit more.

Oops.

By the time she got to the green and white–striped VIP cabana, the embroidered black mop was resting on her narrow hips, and her Westchester-white chest was buzzing with the sun’s invigorating rays.

“My turn!” Celia called out from somewhere behind the billowing canvas walls.

Alicia peeked through the luffing door flaps. P—or was it G or S?—was lying on his stomach. Jewel-toned satin pillows had been stripped from the wood daybeds and placed on the grassy floor surrounding his splayed torso.

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